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Chapter Forty: The River Snake

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Sharon’s POV

The stream glimmered faintly beneath the rays of sunlight filtering through the thick canopy. It looked almost peaceful, like it belonged to another world, one untouched by violence or the problems of men.

But there was a problem.

“You can’t be serious,” I said, but he ignored me, casually shedding his clothes. I was about to decline the bath but the thought of spending another day with all this dirt on my skin made me shudder.

“Don’t look,” I said the moment he stepped closer to the water.

He gave a low chuckle. “I promised, didn’t I?”

Still, I wasn’t convinced.

We stripped down to our undergarments, each of us standing at opposite ends of the shallow stream, backs turned. The water was icy against my skin, but it was clean. the first clean thing I had touched in days. I cupped my hands and let the coolness soothe my neck and face.

But my mind was not calm.

No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t stop thinking about Morris. His face, his touch, his voice, it all played in
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  • THE PREGNANT SHE WOLF   Chapter Forty: The River Snake

    Sharon’s POVThe stream glimmered faintly beneath the rays of sunlight filtering through the thick canopy. It looked almost peaceful, like it belonged to another world, one untouched by violence or the problems of men.But there was a problem.“You can’t be serious,” I said, but he ignored me, casually shedding his clothes. I was about to decline the bath but the thought of spending another day with all this dirt on my skin made me shudder.“Don’t look,” I said the moment he stepped closer to the water.He gave a low chuckle. “I promised, didn’t I?”Still, I wasn’t convinced.We stripped down to our undergarments, each of us standing at opposite ends of the shallow stream, backs turned. The water was icy against my skin, but it was clean. the first clean thing I had touched in days. I cupped my hands and let the coolness soothe my neck and face.But my mind was not calm.No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t stop thinking about Morris. His face, his touch, his voice, it all played in

  • THE PREGNANT SHE WOLF   Chapter Thirty Nine: The Enemy’s Kindness

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